Let's just say my life doesn't revolve around 3 a.m. feedings, my mans screaming, "But I own this trailer!" as he throws whiskey bottles through our corn husk drapes, and making sweet love behind Old Man Pumpernickel's marijuana patch during Sunday church services.
Saturday, December 25, 2004
25th of Jung
Merry paganism pre-AD 312 everyone!
Or you can celebrate Constantine's Christian conversion and co-optative character by consuming carefully concocted Christ cakes with much ballyhoo.